In 1975, Kylea James, moved to the projects of Boston with her mother. She has a gift of singing and dancing, but doesn't think she has the skills. She meets five boys who she became very close friends with.
Her mother enters her in a talent show, t...
Me, Tommy and Bobby are at the set of Bobby's new music video, I leaned against the wall. "You close the deal on the Heartbreak Tour?" Bobby asked Tommy.
"Yep, you my friend are officially opening for the assholes who kicked you out." Tommy told Bobby. "Kylea, you're going after." I was a bit uneasy about it, then agreed.
"Don't even worry about it, 'cause I'm about to bust they ass every night." Bobby said.
Me and Tommy looked at the thing on Bobby's shirt. "Is that ma's brooch?" Tommy asked. Bobby looked at it then back at us.
"You damn right." He answered.
"And she let you borrow it?" I asked.
"Maybe..." He dragged as he smiled.
"You know, nothing says bad boy like a dude who's rocking his mama's jewelry." Tommy comments.
"Question," I raised my hand, they guys faced me. "Name somebody tougher than Miss. Carole." I crossed my arms.
"Uh-huh." Bobby points at Tommy and went on stage for his music video.
~~~~ 'Every Little Step' Music Video Shoot
I walked downstairs to where Bobby was, he was getting his haircut. "Lord have mercy," The barber says as he looks at me in awe once I came in.
"What?" Bobby questions before he turns his head to me. I had on a blue shirt with light brown floral designs, blue denim shorts, and some high-top shoes, my hair down with a matching hair scarf.
"What's happenin', Roni?" Bobby asked as he bit his lip looking at my outfit. "Fine, tired. Just came from my video shoot, wanted to see you." I answered, taking a seat on an empty chair.
"Well, you look good, mm-mm-mm." The barber says, shaking his head. I smiled with a blush. "Why, thank you."
"You talkin' a lot, get to cuttin'," Bobby tells the barber. He nods his head went to cutting Bobby's hair.
Bobby's 3 backup dancers came downstairs, Bobby and the barber looked at the three. I rolled my eyes, then Bobby's barber wasn't paying attention 'cause he cut a chunk out of Bobby's hair.
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I gasped covering my mouth. "Holy shit," I say, trying my hardness not to laugh.
"What'd you do?" Bobby asked the barber. The barber looked at me for help.
"Between y'all two," I say lifting my hand up a bit before laughing a bit.
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